A story about a chance meeting with Andy Gibb by Michelle Johnson
Now bear in mind, I was a pretty big fan of his when I was an adolescent (the late 70’s) and to see Andy Gibb walking with my mother towards me was a huge, heart-pounding deal. The closer he got to me the more I thought I was going to pass out.
So, he and my mom walk back to where I was standing (only about 40-50 feet away from where he had been) and he smiles and says to me in his lovely accent… “Happy Birthday Michelle”….I just about fainted …he was so soft spoken and so incredibly handsome… he posed for a photo with me and then gave me a hug and wished me well. I can still remember it very clearly and it occurred almost 29 years ago.
To hear of his untimely passing five years later was just heartbreaking. Andy Gibb, in my humble opinion, was the epitome of a loving, kind and gentle soul….may he eternally rest in peace.
